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"Dinner was wonderful, John." You told him as you two left the restaurant. He firmly held onto your hand as you both walked down the street.
"I should say, you look absolutely gorgeous tonight." He said as he opened the passenger's car door for you. You smiled, knowing your cheeks were a vibrant pink. He got into the driver's seat and proceeded to hold your hand. The car was cold, so he cranked the heat up. Then he started the car and drove down the road. The cities street lights flasing before your eyes.
***
He unlocked the door to the apartment. You set your belongings down. John went to the telephone and dialed a number. You assumed it was one of his bandmates. You took your heavy coat off, then said, "I'm gonna take a shower now." You looked around as if you were clueless.
"Could I join you?" He asked as he still held the phone up to his ear. You grinned and walked over to him. "No, Simon. I was talking to Y/n." John explained to the other person on the line. You turned around and motioned your hands for him to unzip your dress. The telephone rested on his shoulder as he unzipped it.
It was late, but the moon and stars brightened the sky. The water from the shower was running. You saw a few drops of rain fall onto the window you were staring out at. You sighed deeply. The drops of rain started to get more intense by the second. "Another rainy night." You said to yourself.
"The waters heated," John hollered from the bathroom. You turned around and headed to the bathroom. As you entered the bathroom, he was already in the shower, waiting for your appearance. You removed your towel leaving your body exposed. You hopped in with him. His face lit up when he saw you. He wrapped his wet arms around you as you two stood under the water. The water was hot. You could sightly see the steam surrounding you. You offered to move his blond bangs. You pushed them back, so he could see better. Your lips then met passionately. Your arms around his neck. His mullet was soaked. Everything was going completely natural, but as soon as John bit down on your bottom lip, the atmosphere became extra intense.
Your hands slipped around his wet, hot back. His hands then moved downwards to your rear. Your tongues swirling in sensation. His wet lips trailed down your jaw, then neck, and eventually your chest. You let out a subtle moan. You could feel his lips curve upwards from approval. You sightly bent over to reach his earlobes, tugging gently at them.
You went blank for a second, as John was sucking harshly at you. You dug your fingernails in his back.
"J-John..." You tried to speak, but the words wouldn't form because of your heavy gasps. "Hmm?" He murmured, not once taking a break at all. He eventually stopped and moved back to your lips. He placed his hand on your face and started kissing all over your neck. He planted a quick tender kiss on your cheek, turning the water off after.
***
You started to dry off. You watched as he dried his hair. He then walked out to put something on. You finished in the bathroom and got a silky nightgown on. John and you didn't say a word to each other. The room was quiet. The only thing making noise was the rain pounding against the windows.
You joined him on the bed. You cuddled up and held him tight. He reached over and threw the sheets over you, keeping you warm. You rested your head on his chest, caressing his arm slowly. The room was dark, but the moon and stars faintly lightened it. You spoke up, "John?"
It was silent. You rose an eyebrow in confusion at how there was no response. You looked up to see his eyes shut. He was sleeping peacefully. You didn't wanna wake him. You laid back down on his chest and pulled the sheets closer to your cold body.
"I love you." You whispered to him. You didn't care for a response. Your eyelids slowly closed and you fell asleep right in John's arms.
